I have a very good friendThe kind of girl who likes to follow a trendShe has a personal styleSome people like it, others tend to go wildYou hear her voice everywhereTaking the chairShe's a leading ladyAnd with no trace of hesitation she keeps going

Head over heelsBreaking her wayPushing through unknown jungles every dayShe's a girl with a taste for the world (The world is like a playing-ground where she goes rushing)Head over heelsSetting the paceRunning the gauntlet in a whirl of laceShe's extreme, if you know what I mean

Her man is one I admireHe's so courageous but he's constantly tiredEach time when he speaks his mindShe pats his head and says, "That's all very fineExert that will of your ownWhen you're aloneNow we'd better hurry"And with no trace of hesitation she keeps going

Head over heelsBreaking her wayPushing through unknown jungles every dayShe's a girl with a taste for the world (The world is like a playing-ground where she goes rushing)Head over heelsSetting the paceRunning the gauntlet in a whirl of laceShe's extreme, if you know what I mean

You hear her voice everywhereTaking the chairShe's a leading ladyAnd with no trace of hesitation she keeps going

Head over heelsBreaking her wayPushing through unknown jungles every dayShe's a girl with a taste for the world (The world is like a playing-ground where she goes rushing)Head over heelsSetting the paceRunning the gauntlet in a whirl of laceShe's extreme, if you know what I mean (She's just one of those who always has to do whatever she please)And she goesHead over heels